Kyoho 20

The Elevator Pitch

Kyoho 20 is Apex Solventless’ answer to the question, "What if purple drank and a weighted blanket had a baby?" Bred for hash heads who want flower that literally washes its own trichomes off, this indica is so sticky you’ll need a solvent just to break up the solventless. The #20 means it beat out 19 siblings in a pheno-hunt that was less Hunger Games and more Nap Olympics.

Effects (or Lack Thereof)

Phase 1: A giggly head lift that convinces you your group chat is hilarious. Phase 2: Full-body gravity upgrade—suddenly the couch has seat belts. Phase 3: REM cycle before the pizza tracker hits "out for delivery." Novices: start with a single bowl unless you enjoy waking up with popcorn seasoning in your hair.

Flavor & Aroma

Smells like grape jelly f***ed a jar of peppercorns in a flower shop. On the inhale: candied Concord grapes and a hint of floral soap your grandma used. On the exhale: spicy grape soda that leaves your tongue purple like you made out with Grimace. Room note is a dead giveaway—Febreeze will just make it smell like grape Febreze.

Growing Notes for Basement Botanists

She’s short, bushy, and finishes in 8-9 weeks—basically the Danny DeVito of cannabis. Keep temps under 68°F for that Instagram-worthy violet fade; otherwise it’s just another green nug in a jar. Expect golf-ball nugs so frosty they look wet, and yields that justify naming each cola after your credit-card debt. Hash makers report 4-6 % wash returns, which is science-speak for "buckets of gold.”

Medical Uses (aka Excuses)

Doctors of Netflix prescribe Kyoho 20 for chronic scrolling, existential Sunday scaries, and that twitchy thing your eye does after doomscrolling. It’s basically a weighted blanket in nug form—great for pain, insomnia, and pretending your inbox doesn’t exist. Warning: may cause acute snack acquisition syndrome and the firm belief that pajamas qualify as business casual.

Who Should Grab an Eighth

Perfect for hash nerds who want a flower that pre-lubes itself for the press, or anyone whose fitness tracker just says "rest day" forever. Not ideal if you’ve got a 10 p.m. deadline or a toddler who thinks bedtime is a suggestion. If your idea of a productive evening is horizontal meditation with purple lips, congratulations—you’ve found your spirit weed.